Like Sigmund Freud, I saw my mother nude as a child and, like Freud, I feel it definitely affected my sexuality as an adult. This is not necessarily bad or good in and of itself but it definitely had its effect on me. Note that although I did not see my mother nude past the age of puberty, I can definitely remember what she looked like when she was nude as a young woman, and that definitely affects me even now.
I recall my mother sometimes let me touch some parts of her body, but there were limits and some areas I could touch and some that I couldn't. I remember definitely having the sense that there was a line somewhere between her belly button and the top of her pubic hair and, if I moved my hand below that line, I was at risk of getting a spanking. To be fair, she would usually warn me and move my hand away if I was starting to get too far down there before escalating things to an actual spanking. But this was still an important early lesson for me that 'no means no' and that there are sometimes parts of a woman's body that are off limits--and exactly what parts a guy can or cannot touch is up to each woman to decide.
My mother's nude body definitely became the model for me for how a woman is supposed to look like nude. All women since then I've tended to judge by how closely they resemble my mother. The more they look like her, the more attractive I consider her to be.
For example, this was back in the 1970's, and like most women in that era, my mother went hairy between her legs. As a result of that, I've just never been into the shaving thing. The more a woman's pubic hair resembles my mother's the more I will like her at least on a purely physical sense. I also remember what my mother's tits looked like, and the more a woman's breasts look like my mother's the more I will like it.
I don't feel that any of this is wrong but it definitely had its impact on me.
